Chapter 321 Zhao Wujiang VS Xiao Junlin
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
"I'm not dead, then you are going to die."
When the Fengliu Separate Sword was swung, the internal energy of the whole body was concentrated on the sword body at the same time, and it even borrowed the power of Qianye Rizhao's success.
In an instant, the sword of the world shines brightly!
The afterimages of the sword blades were superimposed on the body of the sword. Even with the skill of Grandmaster Xiao Junlin, he could see several dangers.
"I want your swordsmanship."
Xiao Junlin raised the corner of his mouth. He didn't care about the death of his subordinates. If he could squeeze some treasure from Feng Liu, then he would think it was worth it.
Feng Liu's sword energy was still accumulating.
The first sword, twice the sword energy!
The second sword, four times the sword energy!
The third sword, eight times the sword energy!
This is the current limit of Fengliu's ability to use the World Sword.
Once the fourth sword is drawn, even if it can reach sixteen times the sword energy, Fengliu's current martial arts will not be able to support such a huge sword energy. Before the sword is drawn, he will be exploded by the sword energy. died.
"It seems like this is your trick, very good."
Xiao Junlin clasped his hands together, and the Grand Master's internal energy began to turn into reality, making his whole body covered with frost.
Not only the surface of the body, but also the ground under his feet was frozen at this moment. The entire warehouse was more than 600 square meters, and the ground turned into ice. The surrounding cold air suddenly rose sharply, and even the temperature dropped to zero degrees.
When the cold air gathered to the extreme, Xiao Junlin blasted out his palms, and all the cold air around him turned into ice cones and shot towards Feng Liu.
"Ice Purgatory! Kill!"
Feng Liu gritted his teeth, and the sword of the world turned into eight afterimages in his hands, and the sword energy formed a sword wall around him even more densely.
"Sword Three!"
The words fell instantly!
The sword energy and the ice cone collided at the same time.
The sky was filled with ice splashing and shooting, and the sword energy bounced back and forth like bullets!
bang bang bang-
The entire warehouse seemed to be swept by a hail of bullets in an instant.
The three dragon kings of purple, gold and blue were in the middle of the battlefield and were directly affected by this pair of moves. The sword energy and ice cone penetrated at the same time, turning them into corpses.
Their eyes widened before they died.
What he was looking at was not Feng Liu, but Xiao Junlin.
The Holy Dragon King they swore allegiance to had no regard for their lives.
It turns out that they have always been worse than chess pieces.
Xiao Junlin's domineering attitude leaked out, and he waved his arms again, and a cold air swept away like a storm again.
At this moment, Feng Liu, who had exhausted all his strength, had no time to resist. He could only hold the World Sword in front of him and support it with both hands. Then the cold air penetrated pervasively, instantly passing over the World Sword and hitting Feng Liu.
whoosh-
Feng Liu took a few steps back and stabbed his sword into the ground before he stabilized his figure.
Xiao Junlin knew this duel, and he had the upper hand.
But he also knew that he had to use all his strength to win slightly against Fengliu.
In less than a month.
This boy's skill has actually increased so much...
Xiao Junlin clenched his fists and practiced hard for thirty years, day and night, to reach his current state with both hands and fists.
How could this kid get closer to himself in such a short period of time?
After a while, wouldn't he be able to defeat him?
"Very good. It's an honor for you to let me do it myself."
Feng Liu knew that he was not Xiao Junlin's opponent yet.
But he also clearly felt that this time he clearly had a chance to resist like the first time he faced Xiao Junlin, instead of just avoiding being beaten like last time.
Seeing that Xiao Junlin was preparing to take action again.
Feng Liu shouted: "Senior Zhao, if you don't take action, Chu Ran will have no husband. Who will carry on the Zhao family's family line for you in the future?"
Hearing this, Xiao Junlin suddenly felt bad, but before he could resist, a silver needle came within three feet of him without knowing when.
Xiao Junlin controlled his inner strength to turn into ice to resist, but the silver needle was indestructible. It was only slightly deflected by the ice, but it still hit his shoulder.
boom--
As if he had been hit by a bullet, Xiao Junlin flew backwards and rolled three times in the air before he stabilized his body. Then he immediately pointed at the acupuncture point on his shoulder.
At this moment, his shoulder was already bleeding. As the acupuncture points stopped bleeding, the blood stopped. However, a bloody hole as thick as a finger was already visible on his shoulder.
Xiao Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked forward.
There, in front of Feng Liu, an old man in white appeared at some point.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, blocking Fengliu. He was obviously standing in Fengliu's camp.
"Sunflower Collection...you are..."
Xiao Junlin's eyes were venomous, and soon a figure appeared in his mind.
The former No. [-] master in Ouchi.
Zhao Wujiang!
He had only heard of it from the previous soldier master.
The dynasty changed hands more than 20 years ago. Zhao Wujiang was a master of protecting the court in the previous dynasty, so he naturally bore the brunt and became the target of the previous military leader.
However, the previous military commander underestimated Zhao Wujiang's martial arts and sent three thousand elite soldiers to encircle and suppress him, but no one survived.
At that time, Xiao Junlin had not yet ascended to the position of military leader, but he already knew how to express himself.
He proposed to the previous commander of the army to change the target and kill all of Zhao Wujiang's hometown in one go, forcing Zhao Wujiang to surrender.
But they still underestimated the backbone of the Zhao family.
This group of people resisted stubbornly, but none of them were afraid of death. In the end, they fought with the people led by Xiao Junlin for several days and nights, until Zhao Wujiang came back and rescued the last remnant of the Zhao family, a baby.
So many years have passed.
Xiao Junlin originally thought that Zhao Wujiang was dead.
Unexpectedly, this person is still alive, and his martial arts skills seem to be even higher than before!
"Xiao Junlin, it seems you still remember me."
Zhao Wujiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.
Over the years, it's not that he hasn't thought about seeking revenge on Xiao Junlin, but he also knows that Xiao Junlin holds a high position. Once he exposes himself for revenge, the Zhao family will once again fall into a place of no return where the family was once destroyed.
And Zhao Churan, the peaceful life he finally got will disappear.
Therefore, Zhao Wujiang was lurking in Kyoto, but he endured his hatred. Even though he watched Xiao Junlin domineering in Kyoto every day, he could not bear to kill him.
If Feng Liu hadn't just dragged him into the water, Zhao Wujiang would have even wanted to scare Xiao Junlin away without showing up like last time.
"I remember, but I am very curious, how dare you show up!"
Xiao Junlin's expression gradually became ferocious, "Aren't you afraid that I will report it to the Supreme Being and destroy the whole Zhao family again?"
There was murderous intent in Zhao Wujiang's eyes, "I want to ask you, was it the Supreme Being who wanted to destroy my Zhao family, or was it your Ministry of War's idea?"
"Is it important?"
Zhao Wujiang's expression became even fiercer, "Six members of my Zhao family, 130, died tragically. Do you think it's important?"
Xiao Junlin spread his hands and said, "It's a joke, that's not important. Your Zhao family is a martial arts family. Once you surrender, with your supreme mind, you will be appointed to important positions. By then, what will happen to my military department?"
After hearing this, Zhao Wujiang immediately understood.
"Damn you!"
He held the flower with both fingers, and a silver needle suddenly appeared.
Xiao Junlin also sensed the sense of crisis, and struck both sides of the warehouse with his palms. The interior of the warehouse where they had just fought was already in ruins. At this moment, with the force of Xiao Junlin's palms, a pile of smoke and dust was rolled up.
Zhao Wujiang lost his target for a while.
At this moment, behind him, Feng Liu rushed out with extremely fast movement and swung his sword towards the warehouse door.
There was a crack on the ground of the gate instantly.
Next to the crack is Xiao Junlin's foot that is about to step out.
Xiao Junlin's old face twitched. He originally wanted to create smoke and escape, but he didn't expect that Feng Liu would see through it.
This kid actually wanted to kill him, even more ruthlessly than he, the head of the military department!
When the Fengliu Separate Sword was swung, the internal energy of the whole body was concentrated on the sword body at the same time, and it even borrowed the power of Qianye Rizhao's success.
In an instant, the sword of the world shines brightly!
The afterimages of the sword blades were superimposed on the body of the sword. Even with the skill of Grandmaster Xiao Junlin, he could see several dangers.
"I want your swordsmanship."
Xiao Junlin raised the corner of his mouth. He didn't care about the death of his subordinates. If he could squeeze some treasure from Feng Liu, then he would think it was worth it.
Feng Liu's sword energy was still accumulating.
The first sword, twice the sword energy!
The second sword, four times the sword energy!
The third sword, eight times the sword energy!
This is the current limit of Fengliu's ability to use the World Sword.
Once the fourth sword is drawn, even if it can reach sixteen times the sword energy, Fengliu's current martial arts will not be able to support such a huge sword energy. Before the sword is drawn, he will be exploded by the sword energy. died.
"It seems like this is your trick, very good."
Xiao Junlin clasped his hands together, and the Grand Master's internal energy began to turn into reality, making his whole body covered with frost.
Not only the surface of the body, but also the ground under his feet was frozen at this moment. The entire warehouse was more than 600 square meters, and the ground turned into ice. The surrounding cold air suddenly rose sharply, and even the temperature dropped to zero degrees.
When the cold air gathered to the extreme, Xiao Junlin blasted out his palms, and all the cold air around him turned into ice cones and shot towards Feng Liu.
"Ice Purgatory! Kill!"
Feng Liu gritted his teeth, and the sword of the world turned into eight afterimages in his hands, and the sword energy formed a sword wall around him even more densely.
"Sword Three!"
The words fell instantly!
The sword energy and the ice cone collided at the same time.
The sky was filled with ice splashing and shooting, and the sword energy bounced back and forth like bullets!
bang bang bang-
The entire warehouse seemed to be swept by a hail of bullets in an instant.
The three dragon kings of purple, gold and blue were in the middle of the battlefield and were directly affected by this pair of moves. The sword energy and ice cone penetrated at the same time, turning them into corpses.
Their eyes widened before they died.
What he was looking at was not Feng Liu, but Xiao Junlin.
The Holy Dragon King they swore allegiance to had no regard for their lives.
It turns out that they have always been worse than chess pieces.
Xiao Junlin's domineering attitude leaked out, and he waved his arms again, and a cold air swept away like a storm again.
At this moment, Feng Liu, who had exhausted all his strength, had no time to resist. He could only hold the World Sword in front of him and support it with both hands. Then the cold air penetrated pervasively, instantly passing over the World Sword and hitting Feng Liu.
whoosh-
Feng Liu took a few steps back and stabbed his sword into the ground before he stabilized his figure.
Xiao Junlin knew this duel, and he had the upper hand.
But he also knew that he had to use all his strength to win slightly against Fengliu.
In less than a month.
This boy's skill has actually increased so much...
Xiao Junlin clenched his fists and practiced hard for thirty years, day and night, to reach his current state with both hands and fists.
How could this kid get closer to himself in such a short period of time?
After a while, wouldn't he be able to defeat him?
"Very good. It's an honor for you to let me do it myself."
Feng Liu knew that he was not Xiao Junlin's opponent yet.
But he also clearly felt that this time he clearly had a chance to resist like the first time he faced Xiao Junlin, instead of just avoiding being beaten like last time.
Seeing that Xiao Junlin was preparing to take action again.
Feng Liu shouted: "Senior Zhao, if you don't take action, Chu Ran will have no husband. Who will carry on the Zhao family's family line for you in the future?"
Hearing this, Xiao Junlin suddenly felt bad, but before he could resist, a silver needle came within three feet of him without knowing when.
Xiao Junlin controlled his inner strength to turn into ice to resist, but the silver needle was indestructible. It was only slightly deflected by the ice, but it still hit his shoulder.
boom--
As if he had been hit by a bullet, Xiao Junlin flew backwards and rolled three times in the air before he stabilized his body. Then he immediately pointed at the acupuncture point on his shoulder.
At this moment, his shoulder was already bleeding. As the acupuncture points stopped bleeding, the blood stopped. However, a bloody hole as thick as a finger was already visible on his shoulder.
Xiao Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked forward.
There, in front of Feng Liu, an old man in white appeared at some point.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, blocking Fengliu. He was obviously standing in Fengliu's camp.
"Sunflower Collection...you are..."
Xiao Junlin's eyes were venomous, and soon a figure appeared in his mind.
The former No. [-] master in Ouchi.
Zhao Wujiang!
He had only heard of it from the previous soldier master.
The dynasty changed hands more than 20 years ago. Zhao Wujiang was a master of protecting the court in the previous dynasty, so he naturally bore the brunt and became the target of the previous military leader.
However, the previous military commander underestimated Zhao Wujiang's martial arts and sent three thousand elite soldiers to encircle and suppress him, but no one survived.
At that time, Xiao Junlin had not yet ascended to the position of military leader, but he already knew how to express himself.
He proposed to the previous commander of the army to change the target and kill all of Zhao Wujiang's hometown in one go, forcing Zhao Wujiang to surrender.
But they still underestimated the backbone of the Zhao family.
This group of people resisted stubbornly, but none of them were afraid of death. In the end, they fought with the people led by Xiao Junlin for several days and nights, until Zhao Wujiang came back and rescued the last remnant of the Zhao family, a baby.
So many years have passed.
Xiao Junlin originally thought that Zhao Wujiang was dead.
Unexpectedly, this person is still alive, and his martial arts skills seem to be even higher than before!
"Xiao Junlin, it seems you still remember me."
Zhao Wujiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.
Over the years, it's not that he hasn't thought about seeking revenge on Xiao Junlin, but he also knows that Xiao Junlin holds a high position. Once he exposes himself for revenge, the Zhao family will once again fall into a place of no return where the family was once destroyed.
And Zhao Churan, the peaceful life he finally got will disappear.
Therefore, Zhao Wujiang was lurking in Kyoto, but he endured his hatred. Even though he watched Xiao Junlin domineering in Kyoto every day, he could not bear to kill him.
If Feng Liu hadn't just dragged him into the water, Zhao Wujiang would have even wanted to scare Xiao Junlin away without showing up like last time.
"I remember, but I am very curious, how dare you show up!"
Xiao Junlin's expression gradually became ferocious, "Aren't you afraid that I will report it to the Supreme Being and destroy the whole Zhao family again?"
There was murderous intent in Zhao Wujiang's eyes, "I want to ask you, was it the Supreme Being who wanted to destroy my Zhao family, or was it your Ministry of War's idea?"
"Is it important?"
Zhao Wujiang's expression became even fiercer, "Six members of my Zhao family, 130, died tragically. Do you think it's important?"
Xiao Junlin spread his hands and said, "It's a joke, that's not important. Your Zhao family is a martial arts family. Once you surrender, with your supreme mind, you will be appointed to important positions. By then, what will happen to my military department?"
After hearing this, Zhao Wujiang immediately understood.
"Damn you!"
He held the flower with both fingers, and a silver needle suddenly appeared.
Xiao Junlin also sensed the sense of crisis, and struck both sides of the warehouse with his palms. The interior of the warehouse where they had just fought was already in ruins. At this moment, with the force of Xiao Junlin's palms, a pile of smoke and dust was rolled up.
Zhao Wujiang lost his target for a while.
At this moment, behind him, Feng Liu rushed out with extremely fast movement and swung his sword towards the warehouse door.
There was a crack on the ground of the gate instantly.
Next to the crack is Xiao Junlin's foot that is about to step out.
Xiao Junlin's old face twitched. He originally wanted to create smoke and escape, but he didn't expect that Feng Liu would see through it.
This kid actually wanted to kill him, even more ruthlessly than he, the head of the military department!
